Fourth Wall
Aaron Casas
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Why your watch look like it's flooded in the fog? When there's shots why you runnin why not jog? Where's your pea shooter not the pea brain in between ya Soulja pods? Jesus leave it where's ya piece just go to god Look in the mirror you an actress that's the only way you know a broad Hair extensions or extendo's? Let ya Gucci belt just wear some weapons don't pretend tho Silicone leakin when you scoop the ice off hoes You like to roll? So cool when you smoke blunts to the camera But choke up when real matters come Want this beef yet you go vegan when I bring the slab of some Make it rain away you Owe me some That chain is fake but I'm a Phony one Signed my soul to slave we blowing up Foreign whip and bitch I know we dumb I look at me like I'm the Only one I look at me like I'm the Only one Hopefully these the 808s that'll get us on Watch us make a tape that wed get richer from Versace the shotties the gaudy expenses The groupies and money are all we obsess with Exploitin the trap for some hits and watch the hoochies swell Till I'm 40 and alone caught hangin by my Gucci belt The lust for the funds is melting my mind The drugs that I huff is selling my rhymes Rollin in rehab my wheelchair on these 20s Holdin them keys bad I feel there oops be hunting Aim for the stars before you re align the Hubble America a trap passin freedom by as a hustle Make a hater give me head so its f*ck what you think Wash my sins away with all the blood on my sink Watch em give the hate disguised as love for me This shit manufactured Spam ya back up Hand the clappers Stan the trappers Grams and cancers Throw em out its cobra kai so put that wax on after All The robes of death designer Washed by those who wept behind us Got my own set of tyrants Who the hell do I think I am? Homie I'm your sire They ask me Who the hell do you think you aren't I tell em I am all that what brutes thought I wasn't whenever y'all threw shots For my dawgs you gonna let this young fool bark Another glitchin up in systems public wishes stuck religion governments And under pigments love and kisses to the ones who's missin Cuz you slippin as y'all chase what you isn't Who fuckin with him? Make it rain away you Owe me some That chain is fake but I'm a Phony one Signed my soul to slave we blowing up Foreign whip and bitch I know we dumb I look at me like I'm the Only one I look at me like I'm the Only one Im in love with the coldest girl Choke f*ck them till I broke em pearls Can run a train on thots by the loose ass tracks on they weave tho Ass was gained by some shots no not by the mags instead a needle Hyna cracks cuz she can f*ck for days like an addict Tryna bag even if I suffocate on the plastic Rappers actin like they bitches too Gettin beat by labels now they clit is loose Act like you don't fear blocks with hordes of gats and gangs I can see your tear drops of scorchin acid rain Coulda sworn I grabbed a snatch the way he cried when I snatch his chain
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